Page 81 of Stroke of Fate

“That was something else,” he says after a few minutes of comfortable silence.

“I know.” A shaky breath leaves me, and I roll my head to the side, taking in his profile.

A tiny bead of sweat trails down his temple, and I reach out to wipe it away.

He turns to face me. “Worth the wait.”

Not a question, but I answer anyway. “So worth the wait. And every interruption.”

His grin mirrors mine, but I’m the first to turn my attention back to the ceiling, afraid my face will betray how much I’m feeling.

The bed shifts as Levi sits up. While he discards the condom in the wastebasket, I grab my robe and use the restroom.

When I get back, I’m surprised to find Levi waiting under the covers, a content smile on his face. I half-expected some awkward post-sex conversation, but instead, this feels…natural. And right. Having him in my bed and spending the night here feels right.

I pick out some sleep shorts and a shirt to change into, but his words make me pause, and I glance at him.

“What are you doing?”

I blink. “Putting on my pajamas?”

“Nah-ah, I want you next to me.Naked.”

“Fine, you’re so needy,” I tut, turning to face the dresser, but I can't suppress the grin tugging at my lips.

Letting the robe pool at my feet, Levi’s hungry gaze trails over me, from the top of my head to my toes. My body heats where his eyes land, and I can already feel it responding to his attention between my legs.

He blinks slowly, adjusting himself under the covers, his erection evident as he shifts.

“You’re hardagain?” I’m both amused and shocked.

I thought guys only went multiple rounds in books.

“Bear, I get hard just looking at you, and my stamina isn’t a problem.”

No, of course, it’s not. Not with the way he trains every day.

I shut off the bedside lamp, shrouding the room in darkness before joining him under the covers.

He rolls on top of me, our lips finding each other’s easily, even in the dark.

A sweet, tender kiss becomes something more as the urgency between us grows with every sweep of his tongue against mine.

Before long, he’s sliding into me, telling me how good I feel and giving me my third orgasm of the night.

It’s late by the time we untangle ourselves, and Levi pulls me flush against him. One arm slung over my bare waist as my heavy lids fall closed.

He shifts behind me, and I feel his mouth close to my ear. His whispered words sound far away. “I’m so glad I found you, Bear.”

A gentle squeeze of his arm comes next, but I’m so tired, my body so spent, that I don’t respond.

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I’m hot—really hot.

When my eyes drift open, I realize it’s because Levi still has his arm wrapped around me, pulling me tight against his body.

I shift slightly, not wanting to wake him, but that only makes me aware of something hard and long nestled against my backside. My stomach flips as my tired brain finally catches up to what’s poking me.

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